[ annabeth loves a good bickering. and it's surprisingly easy to fall into the teasing banter with cassian that's so reminiscent of their time as sibling gods. he doesn't seem to mind it, so neither does she. it's easy to just let herself be herself with cassian, like she doesn't have to prove herself with him anymore. ]
[ when he tells her it's safe to touch it, annabeth doesn't hesitate. she sweeps in closer to the bantha and runs her hand along the fur. it's strange, knowing this is some weird psychic plane of existence and yet the physicality feels real. it's softer than she expected, though it's not like mammoths are still alive for her to compare. ]
[ after a few moments, she stretches up on her toes to do as suggested and scratch behind the horns. ]
Can I name it?
[ annabeth chase, daughter of a war goddess, survivor of tartarus, secret animal lover. she played fetched with cerberus! she loves this weird creature guy already. ]
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[ when he tells her it's safe to touch it, annabeth doesn't hesitate. she sweeps in closer to the bantha and runs her hand along the fur. it's strange, knowing this is some weird psychic plane of existence and yet the physicality feels real. it's softer than she expected, though it's not like mammoths are still alive for her to compare. ]
[ after a few moments, she stretches up on her toes to do as suggested and scratch behind the horns. ]
Can I name it?
[ annabeth chase, daughter of a war goddess, survivor of tartarus, secret animal lover. she played fetched with cerberus! she loves this weird creature guy already. ]